I M More Dangerous Than You Novels & Stories

"Dangerous how." "Dangerous like people have already been hurt. Dangerous like the less specific I am, the safer you are, and I hate saying that sentence because it sounds like every movie where the man turns out to be lying." I put the glass down untouched. "I'm not going to lie to you. But there are pieces I'm not going to hand you, because handing them to you puts you on a list, and you don't belong on it."

“Hearing you make these plans just reminds me you’re still the most dangerous bastard I know.” I smirked and leaned back. “Only when I need to be.”

"After eight months of making you all see this my way, you still doubt it? I thought we were just coming here to finalize not–" “You move product through ports that attract heat," Mateo cut me off, pulling the cigar from between his lips. "We don’t need that kind of attention.” “You already have it,” I replied coolly. “You’re just pretending you don’t.” Daniel scoffed, his fingers tapping on the table with impatience. “You’re younger. Ambitious. You're no new person to us, Enricho. You're a dangerous man. Why should we bind ourselves to someone who might drag us into wars we didn’t start?”

The more I thought he would get farther and farther away and I would never see him again the more I struggled. Now, I understand why love is dangerous. When you love truly, you let go of all your inhibitions. You forget how to be rational. Too much emotion will eat away at you. You give all you've got without thinking how that person could possibly hurt you. And even if you’re already hurting, you’ll still insist. I cried more as the wind blew my way.

Maybe I should delete it then I'd tell Avani this was insane and I wasn't doing it. Should— My phone rang, it was sienna. "Hey," I answered. "Diego. Listen. I need to tell you something about Felton D'Angelo." "What about him?" "Be careful. He's not—he's not what he seems." "What does that mean?" "It means he's dangerous. It means people who get close to him tend to disappear. It means—" She stopped. "Just be careful. Okay?" "Sienna, what are you talking about?"

I swung my legs off the bed and stood, the broken binding dangling from my wrist. “Shiloh,” I said. She glanced back, biting her lip to hide a smile. “Yes?” “Run.” She didn’t. Stubborn to the end. Good. Two strides and I had her caged between my body and the wall. My hand slid to her throat, not squeezing, just resting there. A reminder. Her pulse hammered under my fingers. “You forget something about me,” I said quietly. Her eyes went dark. “What’s that?” “I’m dangerous,” I murmured. “I’ve killed more men than you’ve had hot dinners. I’ve snapped necks and ripped hearts, and I did it without losing sleep. Don’t ever play with that and think it’s not real.”

I suddenly realized how open I was to danger, that man could have easily harmed me if he wanted to. One thing is certain, I'm not safe any more. Don't forget to vote and comment. Amirablessing 🌹 🌹🌹

Stev hissed softly. Bella exhaled harshly. "I will not run away, Stev! I swear." Bella raised both hands. And Stev snorted, staring at Bella with a meaningful look. . . . #Hi all ... !!! Thank you very much for reading "Dangerous Man" I hope you like it and continue to follow this story until the end. don't forget to comment on this story. I love you all ♥ ️

“Easy? Or dangerous? There’s a difference.” I leaned back stretching one leg out, the picture of casual power even though my rib still ached where he’d shoved me earlier. “Dangerous is only dangerous if you can’t control it and Damien…” My lips curved. “He’s controllable. He just doesn’t know it yet.”

yeah, who else. he said it doesn’t matter who he is, which is so ridiculous i actually laughed, like a short ugly laugh, because it does matter. dangerous, he said. he’s dangerous. but that’s all. like i’m supposed to take that and swallow it and not choke. i said if he’s dangerous i should know why, right? that’s normal logic. but dom just shifted his weight, clenched his jaw like he was biting back the whole truth.